A thin smile crept onto Oswald's bloody face, listening and feeling the tension they bore over him gave him a tingle of delight. The feel of dread, danger and fear fed him more than food could ever do. And as the three humans stared and spoke, with each word of warning and angry they showed him, he thought to himself. "No, we haven't." Spoke Tai, as he stood in front of Keiko and defensively held up a pitiful excuse for a weapon in front of her and bludgeoned a zombie dead with ease, like he was some sort of brilliant hero from a story couldn't help but makes Oswald smile more. (What a pitiful excuse for a man), he thought to himself, as he stood without even flinching at his stance, his eyes like daggers piercing into each of their souls with but a mere look, as the zombies slowly approached from behind him.
"N-no. We haven't seen y-your son."
(Her voice was different...) He thought to himself. (No no, dear, stop lying, I know fear when I smell it, and yours is about as fake as each and every woman I've met... I'l be keeping a close eye on your, little one, trust in that... )
Oswalds gaze then turned toward Daisuke and shrugged uninterested, He wasn't interested in what he thought about him.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" he asked, swinging his pole down on another demon. "I can only do so much on my own!"
By the time he spoke, Oswald erupted into a laughing fit, clutching his stomach as he bellowed loudly with a laugh not of insanity, but of happiness, as if he heard the best joke in the world and was laughing among family, before deciding to speak with his low and disturbing voice.
"Ahaha! Aaaah... I know you can't handle all this by your little selves, poor dears... But there's no need to weep, children... It's a good thing I found you so... closely knit together, hmm~? I just happen to be strong enough to destroy plenty of these weaklings... Try not to get devoured... Too often~"
His last words were heavily emphasized as he held his head back and slowly breathed in the stench of blood around him, two zombies closing in on his position, almost as if he didn't know they were coming, but of course, their stench was eye watering putrid, and it was a stench he was quite familiar with, and by twisting around 180 degrees, the mans bloody knives embedded themselves into two of the zombies' foreheads, sending a gush of blood straight over him, drenching him in more blood.
"The name is Oswald Rothschild, little children... Stay with me... You might be lost to all this murderous carnage without holding my hand with your innocent own... You don't deserve eternal slumber from such beasts...
Jack the ripper suddenly leaped down beside him and cackled with a maddening sneer, as Oswald approached the zombie horde beside his demon, giggling all the while.
"SLAUGHTER THEM, JACK! TETANUS CUT!"
As Oswald screamed this with a voice of sickening pleasure, Jack the ripper zipped forward and launched down upon a zombie, it's razor like blade powerfully sunk into its flesh and ripping it open from balls to hair, slicing it in half and dispersing a sickening odor around the corpse in the form of a green like gas, which infected a few poltergeists around the horde, and weakening them for the others to attack, as Oswald ran head first and proceeded to swing madly at his foes.
"BLEED! BLEED! BLEED!"